while driving cars, before a soccer game, etc..."
"The most creative that I've seen so far is Saran-Wrapping an Ice to the toilet of a hungover bro, or an Ice that has been tied to a dog and sent to see his broner (bro owner)."
"Icing forces you to live in a constant state of fear of being Iced, but it is rewarded when you see the face of your bro when you block his Ice. I have personally found myself carrying an Ice just about everywhere, maybe even two - one so I can Ice a bro and another so I can block an Ice if a bro thinks I'm out."
Never have I seen or heard "bro" used so often, so casually and with so much un-ironic pride. I tried to reprint the whole interview, but our blog publishing software refused to believe that a document containing 1,052 repetitions of the word "bro" wasn't some kind of virus or seizure on the part of the author. The game sounds like so much fun on paper, but as soon as you see videos of the morons who actually play it, you can't help but feel bad about yourself, the players and, in a larger sense, all of humanity. That video I linked is one of the most uncomfortable forced-Icings I've ever seen. It's like a slow, documented rape, except the dick is watermelon-flavored and we're all technically victims for having watched.
"Don't make this weird. You have to take the whole thing or we are going to have a problem. Just take it, deal with it, and move on."
Also, "Broner" was a word I came up for in the early 2000s that I used to describe an erection that two frat guys get when they wrestle each other. I am more than a little resentful that they stole it from me and repurposed it for their stupid game for jerks.
Is This Game Worth It?
That's the big question. There are so many creative ways to get someone to stumble upon Smirnoff Ice that it's almost a good time. The problem is, all of the fun is in the execution. If you win, you have to watch someone drink Green Apple Smirnoff Pineapple Shit, and if you lose,